New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-02-06
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II was evening and we were past Portland BIZ
Tho captain said must 90 abOub and run IN on
the tide to make all the lccway up. The Wind
was dead on shore The wares beat high upon the
Chc5il Bank, ond IL | could do some fine writing
could tell YOU about the culiing bOIs OF the
misses OF water which poured on the single. But
that was nothing 10 the next days sea That /
shall never forget.
The Firefy had been sighted and considerable
anxiety had been expressed concerning her. Little
did / think that amongst the PEOPLE who were
watching us were Charley and Captain ArnstrOn-.
in fear for the result. Charley told NE aftcrHard
that the captain as cool as ever, and appar-
emily afraid OF getting wet so he hired n cab and
drove down through Weymouth TO the island, lcav-
ing Mr. and Mrs. Martyn-llenry at the hotel TO re-
ceive the party if they ran alongside tho pier
safely.
The evening was deepening into a clustering
and stormy night. as Charley and Captain Arm
strong drove To Portland, and our yacht was dri,-
ing on. We were stil below, when the easier mo-
ton Of the yacht, consequent on our running be-
fore the wind induced us TO 20 on deck. Bchind
us was a limltcss tumbling seq. dark clouds and
rain in front the Chcsil Bank, the island with its
quaiIics and It's prisoners, and the smooth wafer
% the roads beyond. ia m hour or - we should
be riding alongside the pier Or in the barbor or
pulling ashore to catch the train home. So we
said
But how Is this? We are not coing for tic har-
Dor direct Yes. we aIc-what Is that behind rs {?
"a roar. then q fash, and another roar. Blow,
blow, good wind, ere the storm oyertalle MS, or
VIC shall fare badly. Flap hapl The wind has
suddenly failed u.s. ave in the very centre
Of a little cyconc!' SO said the captain
"Bear hand, men shall be taken abacll In
minute shouted the master rushing TO tho tllcr
"Furl, all-up with her-leaye the lib alone, clew
UP the mainsail, smart"
No time TO lose. Flap Boom comes the wind
from the northeast with ruGh. The FREELY heels
over like toy tho jb strains. up with the
helm - The canvas splits with fearful rending
ripping report, and the yacht drives down upon
Portland.
"steady meni All hands Out Of tho dinghy
Remember the women and the child Bend the
foresan Let her rum" roared ths master The
yacht paid of. and turning her back on the sea
rushed down chtnnel-alas. into tide eddy
winch sucked her under the rocks OF Portland
Island as the wind veered again.
The soldiers at tho Verne by this time were
| crowded uron the clifrsto see tho "wreck." Somc
! shouted for ropes some for rockets but neither
were forthcoming. The yacht drove In and IL
I've minutes ran between two rocks where the
wind having chopped again to southwest she re
NAMED stern to sea-frcquently swept by the
waves and apparently with only n few minutes t.
live. We were screaming and In the most terrible
distress Lady Paddock alone said not word
She took her child from my and said:
Mrs. Farmer try and save yourself when the
time comes. Jocelyn and will die together"
Mamma. l am very hungry. May have some
tea soon p whimpered Jocelyn,
| The mother kissed him passionately. Tears
came into my eyes as remembered my own child
rem and Charley Was this death7
Mr.. Temphill did all he could TO cheer u.s. "They
will find o rocket and we can reach those rocks
there or tho beach. 1t Is not 80 rough here o. yon
| der. We are lucky" he SAID